There was no reason for Bella Swan to cross paths with me. She would be avoided like the plague she was.

I was a vampire, and she had the sweetest blood I’d smelled in eighty years.

It's healthy to ditch class now and then." To be precise, it was healthier for humans if vampires ditched on days when human blood would be spilt.

The irresponsible mother helped explain bella's maturity. She'd had to grow up early, to become the caretaker. That's why she didn't like being cared for- she felt it was her job.

Maturity/experience: the beguiling texture of stones subjected to years of furious seas.

Her own misery filled her heart—there was no room in it for other people's sorrow.

Dance with me, Death, I am ready.

I like bright colors.

But there are all different kinds of freedom, and the kind that is most precious you will not hear much talked about in the great outside world of winning and achieving and displaying.

If it is permissible to write plays that are not intended to be seen, I should like to see who can prevent me from writing a book no one can read.

Self-denial is the test and definition of self-government.

I don't make speeches. I just let my bat speak for me in the summertime.

Randolph," he said, "were you ever as young as me?" And Randolph said: "I was never so old.

The bird That glads the night had cheer'd the listening groves with sweet complainings.